Since the day the ink bled, life would never be the same.
Unimaginable is the power held in the tip of this pen.
The brain is an encyclopedia of life's many peaks and valleys.
Words flow rapid like rivers in their multitude.
Thoughts flourish like weeds in the countless crevices of the earth's surface.
Hearts cry tears for years expressing their deepest and darkest of fears.
Memories scatter like dust in an unpredictable wind.
Inspiration runs like warm blood and pumps life through ventricles and veins.
Ink quenches thirst like a rainstorm after a volcanic burst.
While love dances in and makes it all beautiful again.
Since the day the ink bled from the pen, life made sense.
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